what’s going on but you need to stay put in case I need to fly Chad and Alexandra back to Florida.”
“Caitlin! The FBI!” Jack screamed, “What the hell happened? Please just tell me.”
After Caitlin recited to her father what had happened in the last two days, Jack responded in an assertive tone. “Caitlin, your safety and happiness mean more to me than anything. If this can of worms has to be opened, then so be it. Our family is more important than my real father. Call me tonight when you’re finished with the police, okay?”
“Yes, Dad. Thanks but this sucks!”
“It sucks but you’ll be safe, don’t worry.”
Caitlin turned off her cell-phone and went back into the police station to answer the barrage of questions she knew awaited. She walked into the small, but efficient conference room, and bluntly stated, “I just got off of the phone with my father, so he’s up to speed on everything that has happened so far. He’s expecting your call, Tomas, and will tell you everything he knows about his adoption.” She then looked at Drew and said, “Are there any questions after Scott gave you the rundown on my family?”
“Not yet, so let’s move onto your aunts and uncles on both sides of your family. Start with your father’s younger twin brother and sister first. Scott skimmed over them but maybe you have something to add that you remember from your childhood.”
“I told you previously that Gary was a gold digger and gambler, he currently works in Las Vegas of all places, as a dealer. He seems to have gotten his act together. I send him a Christmas card every year with pictures of the kids and a short letter about what’s going in with all of us. That’s about all of the contact I have with him. He’s been married and divorced three times and has three different children by each wife. Aunt Virginia is widowed. She likes to be called Ginny and reverted back to her maiden name of Spencer. She moved to South Carolina after her husband died. She has two sons with whom I keep in touch although no more than the occasional Christmas card.”
Caitlin halted her speech for a moment to give the men time to complete the notes they jotted down. She looked out the window. A dark cloud hovered over the mountain.
When she saw three sets of eyes peering at her, she continued. “Aunt Carol is the youngest of my father’s siblings. She and her husband, Larry, live in Point Pleasant, New Jersey. I’ve always been very close with her and we speak and visit often. Aunt Carol was only thirteen when I was born and she used to babysit me. When I grew older, she became more of a friend than an aunt. She loves both of my children, but adores Alexandra.
“My cousin Lindsey, Aunt Carol’s daughter, and I are very close. We usually take family vacations together each summer. You met her briefly last year when she joined us in St. Kitts.” Drew nodded in agreement.
“Lindsey lives in Connecticut and has a son Alexandra’s age, his name is Ryan. She and I’ve always kept in touch and speak on the phone weekly. That about sums up my aunts and uncle. I’m not that close to Gary and Virginia and neither is my father. There’s always been an underlying tension and competitiveness between the three of them.” Caitlin ended her summary.
“None of your grandparents are still living?” Drew probed.
“No,” Caitlin confirmed.
“With the contact numbers and outline you gave, we have enough information about your father’s side. Tell me about your mother’s family. You’ve already indicated that your father and two of his siblings didn’t have the greatest of relationships. What about your mother and her twin?”
“Nick?” Caitlin involuntarily gasped then rubbed her temples. “What could he have to do with any of this? I haven’t seen him in over twenty-five years.”
Caitlin’s stomach swirled as if a witch’s cauldron was at work. Acid churned and brewed. Sour bile threatened to rise in her
“Caitlin! The FBI!” Jack screamed, “What the hell happened? Please just tell me.”
After Caitlin recited to her father what had happened in the last two days, Jack responded in an assertive tone. “Caitlin, your safety and happiness mean more to me than anything. If this can of worms has to be opened, then so be it. Our family is more important than my real father. Call me tonight when you’re finished with the police, okay?”
“Yes, Dad. Thanks but this sucks!”
“It sucks but you’ll be safe, don’t worry.”
Caitlin turned off her cell-phone and went back into the police station to answer the barrage of questions she knew awaited. She walked into the small, but efficient conference room, and bluntly stated, “I just got off of the phone with my father, so he’s up to speed on everything that has happened so far. He’s expecting your call, Tomas, and will tell you everything he knows about his adoption.” She then looked at Drew and said, “Are there any questions after Scott gave you the rundown on my family?”
“Not yet, so let’s move onto your aunts and uncles on both sides of your family. Start with your father’s younger twin brother and sister first. Scott skimmed over them but maybe you have something to add that you remember from your childhood.”
“I told you previously that Gary was a gold digger and gambler, he currently works in Las Vegas of all places, as a dealer. He seems to have gotten his act together. I send him a Christmas card every year with pictures of the kids and a short letter about what’s going in with all of us. That’s about all of the contact I have with him. He’s been married and divorced three times and has three different children by each wife. Aunt Virginia is widowed. She likes to be called Ginny and reverted back to her maiden name of Spencer. She moved to South Carolina after her husband died. She has two sons with whom I keep in touch although no more than the occasional Christmas card.”
Caitlin halted her speech for a moment to give the men time to complete the notes they jotted down. She looked out the window. A dark cloud hovered over the mountain.
When she saw three sets of eyes peering at her, she continued. “Aunt Carol is the youngest of my father’s siblings. She and her husband, Larry, live in Point Pleasant, New Jersey. I’ve always been very close with her and we speak and visit often. Aunt Carol was only thirteen when I was born and she used to babysit me. When I grew older, she became more of a friend than an aunt. She loves both of my children, but adores Alexandra.
“My cousin Lindsey, Aunt Carol’s daughter, and I are very close. We usually take family vacations together each summer. You met her briefly last year when she joined us in St. Kitts.” Drew nodded in agreement.
“Lindsey lives in Connecticut and has a son Alexandra’s age, his name is Ryan. She and I’ve always kept in touch and speak on the phone weekly. That about sums up my aunts and uncle. I’m not that close to Gary and Virginia and neither is my father. There’s always been an underlying tension and competitiveness between the three of them.” Caitlin ended her summary.
“None of your grandparents are still living?” Drew probed.
“No,” Caitlin confirmed.
“With the contact numbers and outline you gave, we have enough information about your father’s side. Tell me about your mother’s family. You’ve already indicated that your father and two of his siblings didn’t have the greatest of relationships. What about your mother and her twin?”
“Nick?” Caitlin involuntarily gasped then rubbed her temples. “What could he have to do with any of this? I haven’t seen him in over twenty-five years.”
Caitlin’s stomach swirled as if a witch’s cauldron was at work. Acid churned and brewed. Sour bile threatened to rise in her
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